Page 60 of Hollywood Fairytale

He plastered his front to my back and plunged his tongue deep inside my awaiting mouth.

My thighs trembled as I started to come apart. My body clenched around his throbbing cock only for him to pull out and flip me on my back before pushing inside once again.

Reaching up, I ran my hands up his chiseled abs, around his broad shoulders, and pulled him down for a fierce kiss. Our teeth clashed together. Our tongues dueled.

My muscles twitched, and my core tightened as my nails dug into his back.

Luke stilled, his eyes opened as he watched me fall apart underneath him.

I erupted into Earth shattering pleasure.

“I love you,” he moaned as he started pumping in and out in a frenzied tempo.

The love that reflected in his eyes, and each strategically placed thrust, had me falling all over again right along with him.

Rolling off to the side, Luke held me tight in his arms. We melted into each other as husband and wife. From that day forward, we would always be one.

“Was today everything you ever dreamed of, Mrs. Sandström?” he asked as I started to drift off in his arms.

The entire day had been perfect. A fairytale come to life. My Hollywood redemption.

“Everything and more.”

Epilogue

3 years later

“Areyou going to tell me where we’re going?” I asked when I spotted Luke crossing into the closet through the mirror.

“To that Japanese restaurant that you like,” he called from inside.

That sounded good, only I hoped that he wouldn’t be suspicious when I didn’t order any sushi.

“Did your meeting go well?”

“Yeah, I’ll tell you about it later.” He sounded distracted as he shuffled and banged about.

Curling my last piece of hair, I asked. “What are you doing in there?”

“Just grabbing a few things I want to take back before I forget.”

Walking to the closet, I stopped at the door. “If you would have told me what you wanted I’d have packed them for you.”

Luke looked up at me while he shoved something into his bag. He still traveled light wherever he went and had gotten me to reduce what I packed, but that was only when we were going from one house to the other. Otherwise it looked like I was moving every time we traveled anywhere.

Placing his bag on the floor by the door, Luke leaned down to kiss my cheek. “I know you would’ve, but it was something I thought of on the way home. If you’re ready we should leave. We skipped lunch to finish up and I’m starved.”

“I only need to put my shoes on and I’ll be ready.”

It was early November and in Fairlane I’d already started wearing jeans and long sleeves. Half the time with a jacket, but in LA the weather was warm and gorgeous so I was wearing a fun gold dress.

I placed my hand on Luke’s arm as I eased first one shoe on and then the other. “Are you sure you’re okay?”

He kissed the top of my head before taking my hand. “I’m sure,” he smiled, but it didn’t reach his eyes. “It’s been a long few days.”

“We can stay in if you’d like. I’d happily stay home and curl up on the couch with you.”

He smiled again and this time it reached his eyes. “I know you would, but we’ve got no food in the fridge and I promised I’d feed you.”

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